Star Beast World: Little Rose is the most beautiful female!

Chapter 92 Do you want me to deal with them now?

The girl cried sadly, her voice was soft and long, and her suppressed crying tone was like a rainstorm falling on the sea, which frightened Luo Ang so much that he could hardly calm down.

"Did Hilse have any injuries when he went there alone?"

"Yes, he was shot here!" Jing Weisha pointed at Luo Ang's left lower abdomen.

"I roughly know what's going on. Do you want me to get rid of them now?" Luo Ang's face flickered.

"Who to deal with? Duke Andrew?" Jing Weisha was still holding the corner of Luo Ang's clothes, her eyes red.

"Ah."

"How are you going to solve it?" Even though she already had the answer in her mind, Jing Weisha still asked nervously.

"That depends on what he did to you." Luo Ang was as gentle as coaxing a child, but it was not difficult to feel the biting chill in his words.

Luo Ang kissed Jing Weisha from the corner of her eyes all the way to her lips, as gently as if he was kissing a rare treasure.

Finally, he whispered in her ear, "Tell me how he treated you."

The humid scent of cedar sprays on the side of the ear, and a feeling of heat immediately comes from behind the ear.

Jing Weisha shrank down, holding the corner of Luo Ang's clothes tighter, "Then can you tell me first, what happened tonight? Will the prince and... the prince be in danger?"

Luo Ang tugged at the collar of his buttoned shirt irritably, his Adam's apple rolling and his voice hoarse, "Yes, there was a coup in Beizhao tonight. If he's alive, he'll be the new king from tomorrow. If he's dead, there's no need to say anything."

Jing Weisha’s eyes were wide open and her pupils were trembling in fear.

Without saying a word, Luo Ang already knew how worried she was about Shen Que.

"Shasha, do you want me to help Shen Que?" Luo Ang's ring-wearing finger hooked on Jing Weisha's long hair, which exuded the fragrance of roses, and rubbed it across his nose.

The delicate and gentle scent of roses was at the tip of his nose. The little one was in his arms, but his heart was drifting to another male.

It's really unpleasant.

The breath of cedar was cold, Luo Ang's face was solemn, but his eyes staring at Jing Weisha's face were very gentle. "If you are not injured and it does not affect you, I hope you can help the prince. You are good friends..." When Jing Weisha said the word "good friends", her voice became much weaker.

Sure enough, Luo Ang refuted it the next second.

"Shasha, he and I are not good friends. He is at best my superior. No matter how the imperial power of Beizhao changes, it has nothing to do with Flynn Leo. Even if Beizhao is destroyed, Flynn Leo will not perish. Flynn Leo will not participate in the struggle for the imperial power."

Jing Weisha choked up and said, "I know...but I don't want the prince to die..."

The tears came out again, even more violently than before.

Luo Ang pushed back his hair that was messed up by the strong wind with a headache, and anxiously held Jing Weisha's head, forcing her to kiss him.

This time, the possessiveness reached a new peak with this forced kiss.

The tip of his tongue, filled with surging jealousy, forcefully pried open Jing Weisha's tightly closed lips and teeth. The force was extremely aggressive and as crazy as a storm.

Jing Weisha, who was already crying, felt a little short of breath after being kissed. She was like a dehydrated fish, suffocating and hot, and her vision became blurred.

Just when Jing Weisha was about to faint from lack of oxygen, Luo Ang was willing to let her go.

When separated, the silver thread was pulled.

He was like this every time. He wouldn't let her go until he kissed her until she was dizzy.

"My dear, after so many times, you still can't breathe in the middle. Next time I have to kiss you differently." Luo Ang slowly smoothed Jing Weisha's long hair with his fingers and watched her chest rise and fall violently.

During the process, Jing Weisha had forgotten to cry. She was led by Luo Ang, looking at his bookish face with her rosy face.

The kiss just now was so intense that her lips felt numb and sore, and she could not feel the tongue. She opened her mouth but could not speak.

That pitiful look could confuse him at first sight.

"I promise you."

(End of this chapter)